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She couldn’t tell if he had dropped the idea of somehow knowing her from before or he had just pushed that idea to the back of his head, waiting to be explored at a later time; she just couldn’t read him as well as she would have liked to. Parker was still very conflicted on whether or whether not she wanted him to know who she was by her telling him but she wouldn’t do that. She’d rather him remember by himself, that way it wouldn’t have been her fault if he went back to his old life. Laughing she pointed out, “I just said it’s one of the worst ones I’ve heard, do you really think it’s working? I’ll guess I could give you points for it being so unique though.”

"Alright I’ll stick to Theo then, but only if you stick to Parker. You can’t make any good nicknames out of Parker" she stated. The only names Parker ever got called were Parker or her surname, everything else sounded rather stupid. "Oh…" she said, pretending to be surprised which she was very good at, due to the amount of times she had pretended to be surprised when confronted about things found in her bedroom or even surprise parties she knew ‘nothing’ about. "I’m sorry, do you want to talk about something else instead?" She originally was going to ask about his dad but thought this would be too much, even for her. And it wasn’t like she enjoyed seeing him upset. 

When she asked if it was a pick up line, his face fell. Obviously she wouldn’t be someone that he forgot over the years. He did quite a bit of bad in the last five years, or so he’d overheard in his grandparents’ hushed whispering. There was no way this girl was a part of the bad things, though. He just couldn’t see her fitting into the mold of whatever person they were trying to keep him away from. They made her out to be some sort of monstrosity and this girl definitely wasn’t. For a moment, he felt bad about harassing Parker and asking her repeatedly if they knew each other. He should have just left after they bumped into each other. Not wanting to ruin the mood, he let out a forced laugh. “That depends if it’s working or not.” he said with half a smirk.

"It sounds cute and it’s great on a five year old. Not so much on a twenty-three year old." he laughed. When he was younger, his mother used to call him Teddy, so he went by it. Once she died, he refused to answer to it, though. Instead, he took up making fun of the name and putting himself as far away from it as possible. "My mother?" he asked, a bit surprised. It was common social knowledge to ask questions that were asked of you, yet he hadn’t spoken about his mother in years. "She’s.. um. She’s dead." he said, running a hand through his hair. If his fallen face from before didn’t kill the conversation, Theo was almost positive this would. 

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She was still trying to find out information about his new life, how he had changed so when he frowned, Parker felt a little relieved that maybe he might drop it but she also felt a little sad. She wanted to grab him and tell him who she was, who he was but she couldn’t. She was too scared. His grandparents had threatened her and normally she wouldn’t have cared but they had convinced her that he’d be better without her which was probably true. There were times where she wished she had stayed at the hospital, wished she stayed by his side but it was too late. She had made her choice and she’d have to live with it. At his next comment, she knew he hadn’t let it go so she decided to make it into some sort of joke. “Is that some sort of chat-up line? Because it’s one of the worst ones I’ve heard” she laughed.

"I don’t know, Teddy sounds kinda of cute" she teased. "Right? I’m not going to bore you with details of her. In fact why don’t you tell me about your mother instead?" she asked. She knew his mother died and it was particularly cruel of her to ask, but he didn’t know this. In a way it was her way of convincing him she knew nothing about him because most people would tip toe around the subject if they knew. She also wanted to know if his grandparents had told him the truth or just lied to him like they probably had done about a lot of stuff.

When the girl said that she didn’t go anymore, he frowned. Maybe it was merely an accident that he recognized her. He was honestly starting to believe that this girl was just another poor stranger that had the misfortune of being at the end of his own issues. “I think I used to go, I go on occasion, now.” he said. Theo wanted to brush these memories to the side, write them off as a mistake. Yet this girl brought such a familiarity into his life. It seemed like she would have been the perfect person to spend time around, especially when he was upset after his father died. Yet, there was no memory of who she was, nor did she have any idea who he was. “I just.. I feel like I should know you. I’m getting this flashbacks of memories and I think you’re in them.” he finally said, not realizing how vague that probably sounded without her knowing anything about his crash.

"And Theo is better than both?" he tried with a boyish grin. When the girl spoke of her mother, he frowned. With his mother being dead, it always made him a little sad when people had bad relationships with their parents. "If you don’t care, I don’t see why anyone else should." he finally said. Most times Theo would have the instinct to help and try to fix broken relationships. This girl appeared to bring out a different side in Theo. One he was unfamiliar with. An uncaring side.

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The question would have seemed rather random “The race tracks?” she repeated, raising an eyebrow. Could it be that really he remembered everything but was just playing a game with her to mess with her? It seemed like something he wouldn’t above but the look on his face said otherwise. “Well I used to go, quite a lot actually but now I’m just kind of over it. You?” She meant what she said, it was no longer a place for her to have fun, more of a place filled with memories, ones she didn’t want to be reminded of, yet she still stood and talked to the boy who had given her those memories, the boy who could not even remember them. 

"Teddy is better than Theodore though, I can tell you that." Parker didn’t really know where to start with her mother but figured it didn’t matter, it wasn’t like she was going to see Theo again, it just happened to be a coincidence that they had bumped into each other again and there was probably no room for her in his new life anyway. Maybe he even had a girlfriend, she thought for the first time. "Well she’s pretty much a bitch" she said bluntly. "Well actually she’s a little bit more complex than that but who cares right?" She shrugged, before taking the cigarette up to her lips, inhaling the smoke.

Nodding, Theo almost accepted that answer. It would have made sense that he saw her at a party, half-drunk, and was only recognizing her from that. He would have believed it and he would have moved on with his life if it weren’t for the hazy memories flashing through his mind. They felt too real and too strong to just be from a party. “Do you go to the race tracks?” he then asked. Theo had only been there once and gotten chewed out by his grandparents. Something about him not changing at all, yet he didn’t ever remember going to the tracks before in his life. Maybe he knew this girl from going to the tracks before, had that been what his grandparents were implying. 

Laughing, Theo shook his head, “Neither can I. At least I’m not the, oh so, popular Teddy.” When Parker mentioned her mother, Theo bit his lip. Most occasions, Theo would find it odd to hate your mother, yet it sounded natural coming from the girl’s mouth. “The only thing?” he asked, intrigued. He was about to put his lighter away, but when he was asked to light the girl he quickly nodded. The cigarette clamped tightly between his lips, Theo lit Parker’s cigarette. 

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She nodded at his response about parties. So maybe his old habits still remained? She didn’t want to get her hopes up though so she pushed the thought to the side. “Me? Yeah I go to parties a lot…” she started. It felt weird that she was talking to Theo without him knowing anything about her and she was just about to snap at him for assuming that she only attended ‘high profile’ parties but when he apologised, she couldn’t stay mad. It wasn’t his fault he lost his memory, she told herself. Well it could have been, she wasn’t told anything. “I don’t go to those type of parties anymore. They’re so boring, all you do is smile and make pointless conversation with a bunch of people you don’t even like.” She had always been forced to go to those parties when she was younger and she never liked them, she hated wearing her hair a certain way and the pink fluffy dresses her mother made her wear. 

"I can’t imagine why Theodore would ever be popular" she joked. "Naming me Parker was the one good thing my mother did then." She felt stupid for saying this because what did Theo know about her mother now? Nothing. It was just so easy for her to fall back into old habits. She watched him carefully as he pulled out his own packet, oh so he still had that habit, she thought. "No, not at all, in fact light me up will you?" she said, holding out her cigarette. 

"Parties?" he asked. Theo had only just started going to parties, it helped him clear his mind. "I really like them, but I’m rather new to the party scene." he laughed, scratching his neck embarrassingly. "Have you been to any parties recently? I don’t think I’ve gone to any that would be high profile enough for you." he said, looking at the girl. "Not that I think you’re a high class snob! I just, I don’t know." he laughed, realizing what he had said. Theo realized how dumb he probably sounded and he was sure that the girl was counting the seconds until she walked away from him. He didn’t quite mind, though. He was glad to be wasting the stranger’s time for some odd reason.

When the girl said that she wasn’t going to say his name, he realized it was a bit far-fetched and maybe he began just looking for a reason to recognize her. Then she said her name and he got another wave of familiarity. Parker. That name sounded so familiar and blurry memories were running through his mind. Theo just wished he could see them clearly or figure out what the blurs meant. “It’s short for Theodore, which I think was popular at one point or another. However, I recall Parker being more popular for men, rather than women.” he grinned. When Parker pulled out a pack of cigarettes, he was reminded of why he even came to the gas station in the first place. Digging into his jacket pocket, the boy pulled a fresh cigarette out of the pack. “Mind if I waste your time a little longer and smoke with you?” he asked, lighting the cigarette. 

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She bit her lip nervously, hoping he would believe her. He must have seen her face on a newspaper at least once, it was kind of impossible to avoid her since her face had been front page a few times. If any other person had been asking her all these questions, she probably would have walked off by now, but this was Theo. It was completely different. “I mean we could have met before, maybe at a party? I don’t tend to remember people from parties. Do you go to parties a lot or something?” she asked, testing the water. She wanted to know what he was like now, after the accident. If his grandparents made him be like they wanted him to be. They said they would. 

She mentally kicked herself for that slip up, she was just so distracted by her thoughts but she knew she would make more of an effort thinking about what she was saying to Theo after that. She laughed a little before saying “Um no I wasn’t going to say Theo, I didn’t even know that was your name. I don’t know any Theos. I don’t think it’s a common name. Parker isn’t a very common name either, I don’t know any Parkers except myself but you can’t really know yourself can you?” she babbled on. It was like she had no control over what she was saying even though she had tried. This tended to happen when she was nervous.”It’s fine, I get stopped a lot anyone” she shrugged. She reached for her packet of cigarettes in her left pocket, to help her calm down. As she pulled one out she looked over at Theo to see any type of reaction from him. 

"On the newspaper.." he repeated, thinking for a minute. Then it struck the boy that she was the daughter of someone very important. He had never bothered to remember the man’s name, as he was never interested in who was important at what time. Still, he felt like he knew the girl. "Are you sure we’ve never met before?" he asked, hoping the girl wouldn’t slap him for being weird. "Something is just telling me that we’ve talked before, I don’t know why.." he went on.

While he was thinking, the girl’s voice pulled him out of his thought process. “What was th-” she had said his name. Or, it sounded like she was about to. “Were you about to say my name? It sounded like you almost said Theo..” he wondered. “Do I look like someone you know? Someone who just happens to have the same name?” he asked, “Man, that’d be pretty cool.” he laughed. He looked at the girl before him before finally shaking his head. “Look, sorry for bothering you. I just have a really shitty memory after an accident and I thought I recognized you for some reason. My bad.”

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She stopped at he walked in front of her as she wasn’t expecting him to care. “I’m fine” she replied in a clipped tone. She really didn’t want to be doing this right now, to be talking to him. She was about to start walking again when he asked her if he knew her. Her heart started to beat a little faster but she ignored it and lied, it wasn’t as if she wasn’t used to people recognising her. “No you don’t know me and I don’t have one of those faces either. You’ve probably seen me in a newspaper or something but let me tell you don’t believe everything you read,” she babbled nervously. 

She hoped she had convinced him enough for him to leave her alone, like his grandparents had wanted on the day when he had awoken from his accident. But she didn’t want to think about this, she didn’t want to have to be dealing with this. Why couldn’t she just go somewhere where she wouldn’t be disturbed. “It’s fine Th-” she said, quickly stopping herself so she didn’t say his name.

Theo’s first impulse was to make sure that the woman was okay, however when she turned around rather rudely without so much as an apology, he got a little frustrated. He might not have been watching where he was going, but neither was she. Still, he had the urge to make sure the girl was okay. He didn’t know why, as he didn’t particularly care for strangers, especially rude ones. The brunette walked around to see the girl’s face and recognized something about her. He couldn’t quite tell what it was, but something about her was so familiar. It was screaming out to him and begging him to recognize where he knew her.

"Are you okay? Sorry, that was totally my bad." he said, his small frustrations with the brunette gone. He tried to get a better look of her face, but it was difficult as he didn’t want to come off as creepy. After a few moments, he was overwhelmed and couldn’t help but ask. "I’m sorry, but do I know you? You may just have one of those faces…. But something about you is really familiar." he began. "I mean, I’m really sorry if that comes off as creepy."

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Parker really needed some air after her fight with her mother. It was always with her mother, her dad was too busy to care what she did even if he was to do with his career, he always just got her mother to deal with it. Fights always left her drained so she found walks helped, as long as she wasn’t being chased by the media, asking all those stupid questions, asking her about her dad.

She found herself walking near a gas station and decided to pop in for whatever she fancied. As she was searching for change in her jeans pockets, she bumped into someone. “Whatev-” she started, before recognising who she had bumped into. Her eyes flashed with recognition before they were quickly replaced with anger. She really did not need this right now and turned around, part of her hoping he wouldn’t recognise her and part of hoping he would.

For some reason, Theo always had this strong craving for cigarettes. He couldn’t remember the last time he smoked them, but he must have smoked them often. Granted, he couldn’t exactly rely on his memory for things anymore. Theo tried not to let his lack of  memory get to him, though. It was a tough subject and most people would let it bring them down, yet Theo tried his best to remain positive about it.

As much as he tried to break his addiction, Theo found it to be incredibly difficult and eventually he stopped trying. Walking into the gas station, Theo twirled his keys around his finger. He grabbed a Pepsi and when the cashier was ringing him up, he asked for a pack of cigarettes. Once he had paid, he went outside to smoke one and fill his urge. As he was walking out the door, Theo bumped into another person.

"Shit, my bad." he murmured.

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What? How?

I’ve built up an immunity to sweat.

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Even Peeta, although his personality not so much.

They are like superhot, that I can’t even.

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Well it's what they're for!

I didn’t say I sweated in them!

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And sweaty.

I’ve been wearing the same sweatpants for three days, they’re just so comfortable.

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Hey me too!

I meant to do that video diary last night, but I just –– got drunk.

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Right?

I just watched Catching Fire, and damn.. Those tributes can come into my bed now please.

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Ugh I've been super busy this week but hopefully I'll be on later (not today) .

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Right? I missed the last one.

This place really needs a party soon.

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She laughed at his response and how he was blushing. It wasn't in an unfriendly way, she just wasn't really used to a response like that. The normal types of responses she would have gotten would have been something along the lines as 'let's fix that'. "Yeah you should know I like pineapple on my pizza" she teased. "I'm pretty good at that" she said, and she was right, she was never really one to not uphold deals, it was part of her competitive nature which did get her into trouble but she didn't mind. 

"That long huh?" she nodded. She tried to think of what they could do for thirty minutes when she was interrupted by Nate's voice. Sitting down on a bed opposite him, she replied "Yeah but it's alright since I'm basically best friends with one of them so really I'm only sharing a room with one ex." she shrugged, she had been asked this question so many times it was becoming a second nature to her, she was just waiting for the ext question, 'how can you be friends with your ex?'. "What's wrong with your ex? Is she crazy?" she laughed, as she took a long drink. She didn't even like beer that much but it always seemed to drive her mother crazy, it wasn't very lady-like to drink it and it's the main reason why she started drinking it, it just turned into a habit. As she finished her drink she started walking slowly toward Nate, unbuttoning her shirt, "You know I can think of something fun to do whilst we wait."

Sweet Disposition │ Parker & Nathan

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